I have always cringed at the word codependent. It sounds so weak, so needy, sooo…helpless. None of those words are words I would use to describe myself. I see myself as a strong-willed, independent, problem-solver-type. “That’s it,” I thought early on in my marriage to an addict/alcoholic, “I’m not a codependent, I’m a problem-solver.”
This revelation didn’t make my life any easier, as addicts and alcoholics tend to be problem-makers and can send my problem-solving into overdrive. Once my wheels start turning on solving the problem at hand, I’ve been known to go to any lengths to find the solution. However, with my husband, there could be numerous problems on any given day, and if not today, tomorrow was always near. And somewhere along the line, I determined I’d figure all of them out single-handedly and nearly drove myself insane during our 10-year-marriage. … More Picket Fences